Poisoned Blood

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When I wake, Claire is there, sitting in the chair next to my bed. She grimaces and sees me awake. She leans in closer to me.
"Remember our plan, we will try it at around seven" She whispered, then sat back. I still have a headache. Feels like its never gonna go away, I still hurt.
"Will it work? Will we get out?" I ask.
"Don't know, but its worth a try" She said.
"I don't want to leave my clothes and stuff here" I say.
"We can take it with us" she said.
"I hope we are not caught, I hate doctor Jonson!! He hurts me" I said.
"I know" she said, staring at the ceiling.
"I want to go home, I want to see my father again and be safe from doctor Jonson" I whispered.
"I know darling. I'm hoping we'll get out soon" she said. I sighed.
"I really want to get out of here. I don't want to be tortured by Dr. Jonson anymore" I whine.
"I know, hopefully I can get you out of here" she said.
"I hope so too" I sigh.
"Are you hungry?" she asked, I nod. She stands up. "I'll go get you some breakfast." She walks away into the hallway. I open my sketchbook. I flip to the page of the drawing of me and dad. I run my finger down it.
"I'm coming dad. I'll be home soon" I whisper.  I hear the door open and I look up. It's only Claire with my breakfast. Waffles with fruit on top with apple juice. Claire sets it down and sits next to me. She notices I had my sketchbook open with the picture of dad. She looks away, for whatever reason. Guilt maybe. The fruit on my waffles is a little dry, and I don't like apple juice very much, but I finish it all anyway.
"Get dressed, I'll be back" said Claire. I get outta bed and look through my clothing bag I don't want to wear jeans, they are too uncomfortable. I put on yoga pants and a t-shirt. I walk back to my bed. I look closer at the drawing. A tear falls on dad.
"I'm sorry" I whisper. Claire comes back. She sees my eyes are watery. She comes over and gives me a hug and wipes my eyes. She hugs me for a while. I need it, I think she needs it too. We let go.
"Are you okay on your own? I need to go do some errands" she said. I nod. I sit back. Trying to pass the time, watching t.v. or drawing. Claire will be out for a couple hours. What if doctor Jonson comes, and shes not here? I shiver. If he comes, and she's not here, then I would have nobody to defend me, I'd be helpless, he would probably kill me if he could. I closed my eyes and shook those thoughts out of my head and drew. Doctor Jonson didn't come. Thank God. Clair comes back. Its around 2:30 pm now. She comes with a bag. In the bag she has a hospital gown, 2 doctors masks and a blanket.
"I got what we need" she said. I hear the door opening. Doctor Jonson walks in. I freeze. Claire throws the bag under the chair that's next to my bed.
"Hows our little patient?" doctor Jonson snickers. I sit there tensely as he approaches me.
"Why so nervous?" he asks smiling. I just stare at him.I can feel my pulse rising the closer he gets, my heart pounding with fear. Claire just sits there with a look on her face.  Doctor Jonson was right up beside me. He pulls out my i.v. He pushes Nurse Claire into the hall and leans against the door so she can't open it. I stand up and start running over to him, about to attack, but the poison started to activate. My vision goes blurry, my pulse goes rapid, I can't breath and I fall to the floor by dizziness, I try to sit up, but my head felt too heavy.  
"Claire!" I yell desperately. "Dr. Jonson, please don't let me die!" I beg, starting to cry as I sink to the floor. A few seconds later, I pass out. Doctor Jonson opens the door and walks down the hall snickering. Claire runs in and puts the i.v. back in.
I wake hours later. Again, my vision is still a little blurry and my head still hurts. I decide to press the caller.
"Carnee, are you okay?" Claire asks, entering the room.
"What happened?" I ask, shaking my head slowly.
"Jonson took your i.v. out, just to let you suffer. I couldn't do anything, he locked me out. That's it, we're getting out of here" She said.
"Change into this hospital gown. It's 8:00 pm, hurry" she said. I go into the washroom and put on the gown. I come back out, Claire is wearing the mask and has a wheelchair. I go sit down. She sets my stuff on my lap, my clothes and my stuffed animals, and my medicine pack, then she puts a blanket over top of my lap. She hands me the mask, I put it over my mouth and nose. I hang my head down, my hair falling in front of my face to cover it slightly. She pushes me down the hallways. This seems to be a hospital I've never been to before. We almost reach the elevator when.... Doctor Jonson stops us.
"Is that you, Nurse Claire?" He asked.
"....No" she responded.
"Don't lie to me, Claire" he said, pulling off her doctor's mask.
"Who's this?" He asked, pointing down at me.
"Just a patient that wants to go downstairs for some fresh air..." She hesitates, trying to get around him, but he keeps stepping in the way.
"Hmm..." He pulls off my mask. "Ah Ha!" He called.
Claire runs past him and pushes the elevator button, the doors didn't open. She grabs my arm and pulls me out of the chair and we run to the stairs. We sprint down the staircase. We go to the main floor, we run past the elevators and Doctor Jonson walks out. Oddly there are no people around. We sprint to the exit, but he catches us. He grabs me and Claire by our shoulders and we can't get away from his grip. He grabs a bottle out of his pocket and put the liquid onto a cloth. He puts it over Claire's mouth and nose. It's chloroform! She passes out, slowly dropping to the floor. I scream, trying to get out of his grip. He puts the chloroform cloth over my face, I hold my breath and try to get away, thrashing my head around and trying to get out of his grip, kicking his shins and fighting to get away, soon, I can't hold my breath any longer and I breathe in the fumes and pass out next to Claire.
    I awaken. I'm... Strapped down to my bed. I have a cloth in my mouth and I can't spit it out. Claire is sitting in the chair next to me, strapped in, still asleep. I freak out and struggle to get out of the restraints. I try to scream, even with the cloth in my mouth, but my cries for help are muffled and quiet. Doctor Jonson walks in through the door and locks it. I struggle more, pulling at the restraints on my wrists and trying to sit up, trying to loosen the strap against my chest, but I can't move.  I can only make little scream noises because of the cloth in my mouth, I try to scream but they're still muffled. I start crying, tears run down my cheeks in despair. Claire wakes up. She pulls at the straps around her wrists and ankles, she has a cloth in her mouth too. Doctor Jonson approaches nearer. My eyes were wide with terror as he comes closer. Claire growls, attempting to spit out the cloth but she can't.
"You tried to get away, that was a bad idea. You are still not well" He says to me. "And Claire, don't pull a stunt like that. You know you can't do anything without my permission" he scolded.
"Now you have to pay the price" he said, eyeing me. He takes off the straps on my left arm. He picks up my arm with both hands. "SNAP!" He broke my arm with force. I scream as loud as I can. The cloth in my mouth muffled it, but I continued to scream in pain. My eyes caused tears to flow down my face. Claire's trying to scream, she's angry, but also terrified. The doctor just snickers. I look at him right in the eye. All I could see was evil. Your eyes are the windows to your soul, his soul is pure evil. Or empty. I can't tell. He looks at Claire, kisses her then slaps her. He takes the straps off me and Claire.
"Better help her" he laughs and leaves the room. She pulls the cloth out of her mouth then takes the cloth in my mouth out. My eyes still flowing with tears in searing pain. I scream and cry Claire's name. Claire's in a frantic. She ever so carefully lifts my broken arm. I gasp in pain. She puts it back down
"Claire..." I choke out I can barely breathe from the pain I'm in. This is the worst he's done to me at once so far.
"I know, I know, I'm so sorry! I'm going to grab an x-ray." She says quickly and hurries out of the room. I'm in the most pain I have ever been in, All I want is Claire to come back and to see dad. Claire hurries back in with a portable x-ray.
"Stay as still as you can" She whispers. She knows I'm in terrible pain but she can't help it. I stay still as the x-ray scans, It gives the result. Claire looks at it. She puts her fingers against her lips. She puts the x-ray at the other side of the room. She takes a needle out of her pocket and puts it in my arm. I shriek some more, but the pain eases a tiny bit. I'm only 16 years old, why? Why is this happening to me?!
Claire leaves the room and comes back with a bunch of supplies. She puts another needle into my other arm. I fall asleep. She cuts my arm open and re-arranges the broken bones, stitches it up, and puts a cast on. The cast was from below my elbow to my wrist. She was crying while fixing it. Feeling sorry for what has happened to me. I dream while under. I dream of Doctor Jonson killing me, stabbing a scalpel right into my heart. Why dream of such a horrible thing?
Is my mind trying to inform me of the future?
  I don't know.